Correction Lyrics The Man Upstairs (’What a Man’ version - live) by Pain (Band)

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On the wedding anniversary
Of the Johnsons they went out on a date
Little Jimmy had strict orders
To be in bed, to be in bed by eight

But little Jimmy knew that they'd be late
And he liked TV, he thought it was great
He's not alone

In the nannels, Jimmy faltered
After hearing what he thought might have been
Creepy chuckles, scary breathing
And the sounds of metal s-s-s-s-scraping on wood

Hired by the Johnsons that day
He's professional
And likes things his way
Or not at all

He's for hire
Man upstairs
He'll take care of
You
Hey!

Jimmy grabbed the phone receiver
Called the fuzz up while he peed in his pants
Down the staircase in the next room
Here he comes kid, hatchet clutched in his hands

Jimmy trembled and crept through the dark
Into the kitchen where all the knives are
He's not alone, yeah
Here comes the man

He's for hire
Man upstairs
He'll take care of
You

What a man, what a man, what a mighty good man
What a man, what a man, what a mighty good man
A mighty mighty good man
What a man, what a man, what a mighty good man
"I'm the man, the man from upstairs
I'm the man, the man from upstairs
I'm the man, the man from upstairs
I'm the man, the man from upstairs
A whoa-oh-oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Go

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